Y: *Mei cooked for my sake. She must have been worried quite a bit. Wait, but because this is Mei, she was probably feeling responsible about the water (that she soaked Yuzu with). If that’s the case, that makes me a little sad…* Hm? Ketchup? Jam? (Why are these here?)
(I think Mei says something about being unsure of the flavor so she prepared those anyways)
Yuzu laughs like the cute lesbian she is.
M: If you don’t need it, then it’s fine.
Y: Sorry, sorry. It’s just that it’s a little weird. (Something about Mei and the taste)
M: I can’t let a sick person like you eat weird things, can I?
Y: Mei… Then I’ll put a little salt. Here, a spoon for you.
M: (something about taste testing?)
Y: No, no. Feed me.